While we’re at it, I want to have a conversation about eyes. Specifically, I want to talk about eyesight, and reading, and the loss of my pride – not necessarily…
Picture it. My house. 2024. A no-longer-quite-so-young-girl is sitting in her bedroom, staring at an offending box on the floor. It mocks her with just its title. She sighs, having…
Why have I created my own word to describe this phase of life? First of all, because I can. More importantly, this time of a woman’s life is not just…